{'You are a force to be reckoned with.'}They said that taking a cold a shower could improve your blood circulation as well as it could regulate your temperature from pushing your own limit. But why it wasn't working for me? I was still feeling hot and my heart was constantly skipping a beat. Maybe it had something to do with hormone production. After what happened in the locker room, it definitely gave my body a boost. I just couldn't move on to the fact that my angel was slowly pulling out her feathers in her wings for the benefits of me. Of course, it was my benefit. That means I had to give her something in return.But first, I have to tell her the truth. Maybe she would forgive me. It was not like I lied to her for a gazillion years. And I would do everything to make her see that I wasn't planning to cheat on her.Bailey's words kept nagging me the whole day. Do I have the strength to break up with her at the end of the year? Of course, I was capable to do that but Quinn was s
{'Cause in the end, all you really have is memories'}I woke up from a dream. A dream about a witch stealing my angel away with her flying broom. I was chasing them but they disappeared in the sky when I fell in the pits of hell with all my dolls and the people I cheated with. It was a nightmare and once I jerked up, I was convinced that I was going to hell. And it wasn't even funny at all, knowing hell is a place that an angel would always hate.I couldn't sleep last night as Khloe's declaration kept striking every limb of my brain. How could I compete with that? Was she just making fun of me or she was telling the truth? Was it even possible to fall in love in a week? Maybe I should've Google about it.Heading downstairs, Enrique addressed me with a smile as he guided me to my breakfast. The food was tasty but it was nothing compared to Quinn's pancake.Ah... Thinking about her became a habit. Before, most of the time, I was only thinking about myself. How beautiful I am. Or how sex
Quinn{' The harder the battle, the sweeter the victory.'}Like. Like. Like?Did I hear her right? No... That was impossible. That wasn't allowed at all. How could I not perceive this? How could I not expect anything like this? Of course! Even if she was a player, with my sweetheart's face, it was possible. Even if she was an egotistical bitch, she also has feelings.I groaned, rolling over my bed and threw my pillows out of frustration. Feeling so restless, I couldn't help but remember how she tasted. How her fragrance could easily mess up my head. And just from her heavenly eyes, she could trap me in the labyrinth of my own emotions.I spent the remaining days of the week avoiding her. Sure, it sounded so trouble-free but for me, it was killing me inside. I missed her voice. I missed her eyes on me. I missed her fragrance and even her taste. Was it just sympathy.... or lust like she was claiming? Was it possible that I liked her as Khloe had been saying?I climbed out of bed annoyed
{'Bite marks are love notes written in flesh.'}Headache.Bad hangover. It felt like somebody hit me with a hammer and my brain cells split apart from the regular throbbing inside my head. As I kept my eyes concealed underneath my eyelids, I shifted my weight over the soft bed, wrinkling my brows together from the constant pounding.Surprisingly, someone's arm pulled me by my waist and then I felt soft lips pressed to my neck. My eyelid broke apart freely and I flinched from the intense rays of light surging in through the window. My vision slightly clouded by double; gaining an intense pounding inside my brain due to the sensitivity."Hangover?" a well-known angelic voice asked behind me before I felt kisses came upon through my cheek. Turning around a little, my breath hitched when a pretty face came into my view, looking at me with a smile gliding through her roseate lips.Greatly blown away, my gaze flitted around her breathtaking features; her soft golden tresses effortlessly flo
{' Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.'}There's nothing tastier than that morning if you were enjoying your moment having breakfast with your girlfriend.But on the contrary, Khloe was ruining my good mood ever since she had talked to me about her close relationship with Quinn. She may be a little closer to her but I was the girlfriend here.Quinn and I fell for each other instantly. All I had to do was to get closer to her which would be fairly easy because obviously, I'm the Arisa Gail Valentine. Not that I'm bragging about my irresistible charm but I would do everything to be someone she could trust even if I have no chance against Khloe, who almost stayed with her forever.Next step—— to be closer. But how close?First, physically, as I had initially planned once I have met her. However, Quinn was really giving me a hard time from her unexpected behavior. Usually, I was the one who's always taking charge. But given
Quinn{' It is the nature of truth in general, as of some ores in particular, to be richest when most superficial. '}"Give me details."I rolled my eyes as I marched into my room and sat on the couch, slouching. "There is no such details if she can't even remember everything last night.""Yeah, that's why I'm asking you about it," Khloe insisted as she jumped over my bed."She is now my girlfriend. That's the detail you're asking about. Happy now?"I'm happy. Why am I happy?She hummed, rolling over then looked at me with a grin on her lips. "I know about that. She even took her time to show me that you're now her girlfriend. The question is how?""Nothing romantic happened so take it down on your head. I just blurted it out that she's my girlfriend this morning and that's it.""What?!" Khloe exclaimed as she jerked up. "No kneeling or red thread of fate BS or... or butterflies in the stomach or even a spark or anything.I let out a frustrated sigh. "First, I don't kneel for such a t
Quinn{'You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy.'}"Yes, I clearly remember everything," I answered, meeting my sister's grave eyes that were similar to mine.She was disappointed at me for not telling her about my moment with Arisa that night. She didn't know anything about what happened after Arisa and I escaped from the stage. She knew about how I've met Risa when were only nine but not entirely how much I've known her for years from her father's stories.Of course, she was going to be upset because we are sisters. Once upon a time, we made a promise to each other that we would always tell everything even a small detail. She didn't want any secrets when it comes to me because she had this duty in her mind that she would protect me from everything.And I hated it. It was like I was some weak girl that needed to be watched all the time. Yes! It made me feel so important. But sometimes, it's getting frustrating. She undoubtedly kn
{'Beauty is a curse on the world, it keeps us from seeing who the real monster are.'}Heartbroken.A sensation of which your heart has been trampled to bits and pieces by a person. A venom in your stomach and a tight knot in your throat. As if all the wings of butterflies inside you were torn to bleed. It is when each of the days becomes a battle to carry on and each of the night becomes a war against your own nightmare. It's an invariable swing of emotions, the worst feeling ever and no matter how hard you try to forget them, they drift right back into your thoughts.I was left by someone I had loved for the first time. She died horribly because of me. And it gave me a reason to believe that love is not something you can attain easily even if we had the same feelings. That time, I felt like I was six feet underground.Then I met my angel.When I saw her for the first time, a spark of hope began. She looked so stunning and untouchable, that if tainted, the clouds would open apart to w